Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

This step was very subtle, and on the way here, I deliberately avoided things that might expose me, such as fallen leaves and dead branches.

result……

Even though it was only a dozen decibels, the sound of footsteps on the mud was far fainter than the buzzing of a mosquito, but the boy still caught it.

Instantly, the boy's sharp gaze fell upon the bushes, and he raised his sword, ready to strike.

Upon seeing this, Aura broke out in a cold sweat, and his throat bobbed nervously.

Oh no, this is bad.

Without thinking, she hurriedly shouted:

"...Wait, wait, wait, I surrender!"

Due to the influence of the Oath Magic, she is unable to harm humans without corpses to control.

Therefore, even if the child in front of her is only seven or eight years old, she would definitely lose if they really started fighting.

At this moment, she could only pretend to comply and try to dilute the boy's hostility towards her.

Raise your hands and step out of the bushes.

"Huh? A girl?"

The boy saw Awula come out and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Aura was also taken aback, then as if suddenly remembering something, he reached out and touched the top of his head, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

That's right, without the demon's signature horns, what does she have to fear?

She nodded repeatedly, blinked innocently, and said softly:

"Yes, yes, I am a girl. I got lost around here and I'm starving. Could I borrow something to eat from you?"

After saying that, she casually glanced behind the boy.

As darkness fell, few lights were on inside the small house.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked subtly:

"Little brother, do you have family at home? My name is Awula, what's your name?"

The boy listened to the other person's description and breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought it was a monster, but he hadn't expected it...

He lowered his sword and calmly replied:

“My name is Simmel. My parents have gone out. Are you really hungry? Then come with me.”

With that, he turned around and walked towards his home.

But after taking only two steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and asked with a hint of wariness:

"Sister Awula, what are you doing here all alone? Can I see your occupation field?"

He vaguely remembered his parents saying that many monsters could disguise themselves as humans.

Theoretically, these kinds of monsters don't have much intelligence, but what if they do?

He gripped the sword at his waist again.

Aura forced a stiff smile and chuckled dryly, "I understand, I understand."

After saying that, he showed Simmel his magician profession.

She was glad that she hadn't reached the maximum level because of her difficult living conditions.

Otherwise, if one were to be disguised as a demonic sage, it would be impossible to hide the truth.

Even so, the dazzling level 60 still surprised Simmel.

—This level is about the same as my parents'.

Why would such a master...

"To tell you the truth, someone coveted my beauty, so they imprisoned me. It took me a lot of effort to escape from there..."

Aura began to fabricate a story, and when she got emotional, she even wiped away non-existent tears with the back of her hand.

Although anyone with a bit of life experience would be skeptical of this story, Simmel believed it without a doubt.

One reason is that Awula is indeed very beautiful.

On the other hand, he was still young and had never seen the complex world outside, so he had no idea what the adults were thinking.

"In short, that's it. The moon mark on my face is the slave brand they branded me with. I hate them."

"So, little brother, could you please take me in for the time being? I'm really scared of them finding me."

Aura blinked pitifully.

Having secretly learned acting skills from their elders for hundreds of years, they put these skills to the extreme at this moment.

Simmel's face showed obvious sympathy: "Oh, I see. I understand now."

He nodded slightly, though his senses were sharp, he couldn't discern the lie.

He had always been a helpful child, so he decisively spoke up:

“I will help you, and I believe my parents will accept you.”

After saying that, he turned around and ran home, grabbed a few pieces of ham bread and handed them to Awula.

Aura followed him into the courtyard. As soon as he stopped, he grabbed a piece of bread and began to wolf it down.

After they finished eating, the moon was already high in the sky, and Simmel took out a few more pieces of roasted meat.

Upon seeing the meat and smelling its enticing aroma, Aura was so moved that tears almost streamed down her face.

"Waaah, humans, you're so kind."

She took the meat, sat on the stairs in front of the house, and blurted out those words.

Simmel was slightly taken aback: "Human?"

"Oh no, I mean... you're such a good person."

Aura hurriedly tried to explain, deliberately making satisfied humming sounds as he tore into the roasted meat, attempting to get away with it.

Simmel didn't pay much attention to those words, assuming that her older sister was just extremely hungry and talking nonsense.

He sat down beside the other person, looked up at the moonlight, and the moonlight poured down.

A wave of emotion washed over him. He turned to Aura and asked:

"My parents will probably be back tomorrow morning. Should I tell them what happened to you?"

"By the way, big sister, do you have family?"

"family?"

The word made Aura abruptly stop chewing, then she let out a cold snort, a hint of gloom flashing in her eyes.

"No, I didn't."

She continued to tear at chunks of flesh; she didn't even dare to escape from prison. How could she be considered family?

Simmel seemed to sense Aura's dissatisfaction and didn't ask any further questions.

He lay flat on the floor, propping his head up, enjoying the fresh air.

After finishing his meal, Aura wiped his greasy mouth:

"As for what happened to me... I don't really want other people to know about what happened between us."

"Little brother, could you keep this a secret between the two of us?"

"Do you have a basement? I can stay there."

"...But there is no sunshine there, and no freedom."

“It’s okay. Where I used to live, there was no sunshine or freedom. As long as I could eat meat every meal, that was enough.”

Aura's wish was very small: to escape his status as a slave, and now it has been fulfilled.

It's just a matter of time; once all the people in the know have died of old age, she can openly and legitimately appear in the world.

So all she has to do now is endure, even if she wants to eat people, she has to hold back.

Simmel was puzzled by this, and at the same time felt saddened by Aura's fate.

He shook his head decisively: "No, I can't hide it from my parents, and the abnormal consumption of food will definitely be discovered."

"In a few more years I'll be leaving home, and then..."

Why are you leaving home?

"I want to become a hero. I have been practicing swordsmanship diligently so that one day I can become a true hero."

Aura was stunned upon hearing this. A hero? Oh no, this kid... is my enemy!

Should we kill him now?

But then I thought, what does the hero have to do with me?

She is now a legitimate "human being".

So she patted her chest and said:

"Let me come with you. To be honest, I'm quite capable too."

Once she joins the hero's party, no one will believe she's a demon.

When the time comes, just put on the cloak and mask, and everything will be fine.

Simmel frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He asked somewhat hesitantly:

"Sister Awula, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the people who tied you up?"

He hadn't forgotten that Aura had requested to live in the basement precisely because he was afraid of showing his face in public.

"I'm scared, of course I'm scared, but little brother, when you grow up you'll protect your sister, right?"

Aura braced herself on the ground with both hands, stretching out her graceful figure, and deliberately winked a few times, trying to arouse Simmel's protective instincts.

This was a method told to her by an elder: as a beautiful demon, she should make use of everything that could be used.